Gawaine rode around Tuscany for a few hours. Just before dawn he came across another knight, heading the opposite way on the road. This guy walked his horse, rather than riding it, and he had a boy following along behind … Continue reading →
Arthur called together a special A-team task force: Sir Gawaine, Sir Bors, Sir Bedivere, and a knight we haven’t met up to this point, the very young Sir Lionel of Benwick. Lionel was Sir Launcelot’s younger brother unless he was … Continue reading →
The second leg of the Tale of Arthur Conquering Rome goes off on a tangent, but the tangent is more interesting than the war: it’s got a giant in it! The trip from Sandwich to Flanders was an overnighter. Arthur … Continue reading →
Book V is a fairly short book compared to those before it, and it’s got a decent unity of theme: this is the story of King Arthur and his buddy, Emperor Lucius. That’s a sarcastic ‘buddy;’ they don’t really get … Continue reading →
So now we turn away from Sir Gawaine, that little prick, and to Sir Marhaus, last seen hooking up with a friendly thirty-year-old woman and going off in a different direction on a strange adventure of his own. Marhaus’s adventure … Continue reading →
With Gawaine’s strange adventure in a shambles, and Gawaine himself quitting it, clearly someone needed to come in and bat cleanup. Normally, the go-to man for this would be Merlin, but he was totally over. So instead, Malory calls in … Continue reading →
Much like the triptych in Book III, we’re going to follow each knight separately. We start with Sir Gawaine, as his story is easily the most involved. Gawaine and his damosel, Trixie (as usual I do not want to keep … Continue reading →
Which is how we transition out of the Story of Morgan le Fay, and into the fourth and final story of Book IV, the Story of Uwaine’s Travels Away From Camelot, which goes in a different direction than you probably … Continue reading →
“It’s okay, everyone,” Arthur told the kneeling crowd. “It’s cool. Everybody up. C’mon, chop chop.” Everybody slowly rose to their feet. “Now, see, this is the kind of thing that happens when knights go out to have strange adventures. It … Continue reading →
“Hey, moaning knights!” he called out. “Who are you and why are you moaning?” “We’re knights, twenty knights, that have been locked up here as prisoners,” one of them said. “We’ve all been here seven years.” “Actually I have been … Continue reading →
